Otherworld Starts With All Cooking Skills

Eaton Town, outside the Wishing Restaurant.

Today is a rare sunny day without falling snow, but the snow on the streets has not melted yet.

Early in the morning, the street outside the restaurant was full of people.

These people are all here to participate in the recruitment, because today is the day of the Wishing Restaurant recruitment assessment, Hana and Esha are naturally among the crowd.

It was about 7 o'clock in the morning when the door of the restaurant opened, and a strange man with a burly figure but heavy makeup on his face walked out from inside.

"Everyone is here so early." The strange man preached, and then he took out a piece of paper. "It shouldn't be too late. The list that I signed up earlier is here. Please come to the kitchen with me when you are called, accept it. Little Donne’s assessment."

Does this man call that Mr. Donne Little Donne...

The name that the man called included Aisha, and it seemed that they were the first to prepare for the assessment and selection of the chef.

"Then I will go in, Hana."

"Well, come on." Hana gave her friend a hug.

There are almost seventeen or eight people applying for the kitchen help. Seeing Aisha's figure disappear in the Wishing Restaurant, Hana is a little nervous for her.

She sincerely hopes that her good friend can become one of the five chefs in the Wishing Restaurant.

At this time, the store door behind everyone opened, and two boys walked out, one was chubby and the other was sturdy.

Hannah felt that these two boys were a few years younger than herself.

"Everyone who applies for the waiter position, please move to the store and wait patiently." Said the little Fatty in the boy.

Are they also the...employees of the restaurant?

So young.

Hana was a little confused, but followed the crowd and walked into the shop behind her.

Hana has learned about it before that this store is a new store that the Wishing Restaurant is going to operate. If she becomes a waiter, she will probably work here in the future.

This new store has a large area, more than twice the size of the Wishing Restaurant. The new tables and chairs are neatly arranged, and the store is spacious and bright.

"If I could work here, it would be great." Hana went to a corner of the restaurant alone.

Then, she began to look at the competitors in the store.

They were all young boys and girls, about fifty people with vigorous vitality on their faces.

Many of them were neatly dressed, gathered in groups of three or five, discussing something enthusiastically.

Just by looking at the appearance of these people, Hana knew that they were all from the town.

Hana sits alone in the corner, rubbing her shabby cotton and linen coat with her fingers.

Seeing the teenagers in the town, she felt a little inferior.

The waiting time has always been very long. As time passed, Hana felt her heart beating more and more.

I don't know how long it took, and there was movement in the Wishing restaurant opposite.

Those who had previously applied to help cooks began to walk out one after another. Some were downcast and some were excited.

Just a glance will tell who is selected and who loses.

Esha was the last to come out, with a look of joy on her face, it was obvious that she had succeeded in getting the post.

The little cook girl walked out the door of the Wishing Restaurant. After looking around on the street for a while, she walked straight into the hot pot restaurant and found Hana sitting in the corner.

"Hannah, Hannah! I told you that I was scared to death just now! When the last Mr. Donne announced the candidate for the cook, my heart jumped out! Fortunately, I was the one in the end, hehe."

"And, that Mr. Donne. I heard how good he is. I thought he would be a staid uncle, but he turned out to be a nice black-haired boy!"

"Also, there is! Mr. Donne has a super good personality! The chefs and chefs I met before were all screaming at apprentices and helpers with fierce faces all day long, but Donne Sir, he has been laughing at us just now."

"Finally, Mr. Donn praised how good my potato chips are, hehe."

The assessment that Dorn arranged for these kitchen helpers was just the knives, let them slice potatoes and carrots, shred them, let them cut the bristle pork as thinly as possible, and so on.

And two years of serious apprenticeship experience, so that Aisha can completely pass the level of knife skills.

Aisha didn't listen to her twittering, Hannah just listened the whole time, feeling the joy of her friends, and her own tension seemed to dissipate a little.

After a while, the burly but heavy make-up man walked in.

Aisha stuck out her tongue: "That Mr. Gonzalez is here, Hana, you have to come on! I'm going out first."

"Everyone has been waiting for a long time, and then Little Donne will select suitable staff among you to be the waiters of our restaurant. Come on, everyone." Gonzalez said.

Hannah tried to calm herself down and make herself less nervous.

Later, she saw another person walking outside the gate.

After seeing this person, Hana rarely calmed down a little bit of her inner chaos.

[Mr. Donne is a nice black-haired boy! ], the words that Esha just said echoed in her ears.

He has black hair and black pupils, with a gentle and sunny smile on his face, a tall and tall posture, and capable movements. Judging from the appearance, it is indeed as good-looking as Esha said.

But this Mr. Donne, she has seen it!

A few months ago, the strange man Own was harassed with words on the road. Is he the Mr. Donne?

How could this be?

Hannah saw Dorn, a bit like a rabbit and an eagle, with a little instinctive fear.

No way, Dorn’s first impression on her was really too deep and strong.

...

Dorn walked into the hot pot restaurant and glanced at the young people waiting in the restaurant.

Everyone's mental outlook is not bad.

Dorn nodded with satisfaction, and then said: "Everyone, thank you for participating in the recruitment assessment of our store. Because there are a lot of applicants for waiter positions, I have prepared a quiz for everyone."

As Donne spoke, the bear claws and fat fox on the side began to move, and handed out a pair of chopsticks to everyone.

"This thing, called [chopsticks], is a piece of tableware that is crucial to the opening of our new store. Next, I will show you how to use chopsticks, and those who master the skills first will be hired."

As Dorn spoke, he continued to scan the people in the dining room. Suddenly, he saw a familiar figure with his eyes frozen.

Have you seen that girl?

Wait a minute! Isn't this the first NPC I met on the road!

Oh, no, it's not an NPC, people are living people.

It seems to be called Hana?

Perhaps feeling Dorn's gaze, Hana trembled slightly and lowered her head.

Dorn:...

Ma yeah.

It looks like it scared people a lot...

Dorn was a little scared, but fortunately he didn't have the brain to pull off his pants or pick someone's skirt.

Otherwise, she would die now.

I'm afraid it's not about packing up things, leaving this town, and starting a new life that no one knows...

"Ah, what? Look good, chopsticks are used like this."

Dorn restrained the embarrassment in his heart and the urge to pick the floor with his toes, and withdrew his attention from Hana, and showed everyone how to use chopsticks.

Then, leaving the exam questions, he looked calm and prepared to leave.

Before leaving the house, Dorn glanced at Hana again.

I don't know why, I always feel that this girl named Hana has a sad and stupid look on her face.

When I first saw her, she didn't seem to be like this, and she was much more energetic than she is now.

"Did something happen?" Dorn thought this way, and then stepped out of the hot pot restaurant.

Naturally, the question left by Donne is to stir-fry soybeans.

Whoever picks it up will be shortlisted.

Gonzalez and the fat fox were watching at the scene, and Dorn himself should go back to the Wishing Restaurant to prepare today's rotating signature dishes.

...

Hana looked at the chopsticks in her hand.

Forcing himself to put aside Mr. Don's business for now.

After all, she and her family really need this job.

"Pick soy beans?"

Hana and seven or eight test-takers gathered around a large table, looking at the dish of soybeans on the table, some people already started to use weird and awkward postures, holding chopsticks to shoot.

Even if Mr. Dorn said that this [chopsticks] is a very important tableware for the new store, but people who can pick up soybeans are selected in this way, it always feels a bit tricky.

But Hannah didn't have to choose, because this small, humble soybean may directly change the trajectory of her life.

So, Hana tried to learn how Donne had demonstrated before, picked up the chopsticks, and shot towards the soybeans...

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